Strange times make late nights and motion sickness
I hate the night. I get that feeling about where my kidneys are that you get when you drive down platte ave at about 70 kph in the right lane and hit the cross streets that jut out into the roadway. I had a fun time at work somehow, I talked to Janet for about and hour because it was slow, and was able to vent a little with someone who can relate well to what I feel like currently. To sum up in a word is "confusion". I hate being human sometimes. On a happy note gears meshed correctly and it looks like I have 2.75 days of snowboarding and parties headed my way yippee! Kooten informed me that he had a chat with "you know, that one girl goofy bastard" as he puts it. I hope he didn't say anything too embarrassing, I have enough to worry about. I talked to Gina and she is as sweet as ever. I love her aussie accent and her new 15 dollar chair. I wish that she would hurry up and come out here already. I saw Resident Evil last night and it seemed lame somehow. Oh crap, I just remembered I gotta give Mike a ride tomorow at 9:30 and I plan to stay up all night till about 5 "catching up". The time is slipping into the past and I am falling forward blindly. I forgot who said that but I think it is appropriate.